Every journey starts with a single step.
My journey started "officially" in March 2006. I started this blog six years into my journey, I often find myself amazed at how this disease taught me a lot....about me. I find the hot air balloons a perfect representation of my journey, with all it's ups and downs....I still soar.

Saturday, June 06, 2009

A special Gift

What absolutely unbelievable weather we are having here. The high was only in the mid 50's, gray, overcast, windy and just plain miserable. I think someone forgot to tell mother nature that it's JUNE.

I had the most beautiful surprise today. I received a package in the mail from my sister in Missouri. It was my birthday gift. There were an assortment of books, that I plan to hit as soon as the opthomologist fixes my eyes next week, and a quilt.

This was no ordinary quilt. This quilt was hand made and part of the front of the quilt was a beautiful print fabric that has the "Footprints" poem on it across a large beach scene. Scattered across the front of the quit are dozens of thick pieces of thread. Each pair of thread is knotted. Some have more than one knot. The pair of thread are about 4-6 inches long.

In the bottom of the box there was a piece of paper that explained the quilt. The quilt was made for me by the ladies of The Prayers and Squares: The Prayer Quilt Ministry of the First Christian Church in Kimberling City Missouri.

Each quit apparently is made per a special request for someone and my sister, Jennifer, requested they made one for me. As each knot is tied, a silent prayer is said for someone in special need, who then receives the finished quilt. My sister told them about me, My MS and my situation. Per this paper she asked them to pray that I have:

Patience with myselfBe free from pain and discomfortHealing.

This paper further explains that as a friend, relative, Doctor, nurse or visitor wishes to pray for me he or she may tie another knot over one already made, giving me a more visible sign of God's Love and Comfort.

The letter says more, but I'll stop there. I have to say I don't think I have ever received a birthday gift that has meant more to me than this one. It brought me to tears as I read the letter and I cried again as I called to thank my sister. I told her it's rare one thanks someone for MAKING them cry and we laughed together. I am truly Blessed.

This is unrelated to this post but I had to say it. Your dog, Valor! That is the spitting image of my dog! I saw that and it made my heart hurt that you had to lose such an incredible dog -- he has to be incredible because those are such great dogs and mine is my beloved spoiled baby. It also hurts my heart because he was only one year older when he died than my dog is now, and that scares me. When my dog goes they will have to lock me in a padded room.